Novembre - Wish I Could Dream It Again lyrics
Tracks 01. The Dream Of The Old Boats
02. Novembre/ Its Blood 03. Night/ At Once 04. Let Me Hate 05. Sirens In Filth 06. Swim Seagull In The Sky 07. The Music 08. Nostalgia/ Its Gaze 09. Behind My Window/ My Seas Of South 10. Old Lighthouse Tale 11. The White Eyed 12. Neanderthal Sands 13. Christal 01. The Dream Of The Old Boats
Running by the shiny shipway
Which flows thoughtlessly Down the marine mirror Of a ionic waterline There was a fresh breeze Strange peace Tranquility And there was the Sun It was even able to warm me up No longer an enemy The sight passed by, as pictures running Playing tag to a sweet roundabout Then the mighty of a boat The art in its misery Its baroque shams Its gone inlays The arcane ornaments Its lone gaze Its ancient memories Its wars lost Splendid As Venice has never been As the moon won't ever be And just only is the sea It was a dream, just a dream 'Cause only in a dream there's a fresh breeze The Sun can warm me up I wish I could dream it again 02. Novembre/ Its Blood
Here is it
It brings the nothingness of tomorrow Here is it It gives the silver of another sorrow The last wave The very last wave And then it arrived Now unable to enchant these eyes Weakened by The desperation of suicide The last sunshine [SOLO - Antonio] And the finally hate shall bring us together And whwn all love is gone bad, will be at least turned to hate I'll rise again [SOLO - Carmelo] 03. Night/ At Once
Everyone stands alone
At the planet's core Wounded by a sunbeam And it's suddenly night 04. Let Me Hate
Let me hate
As black prevails As blood invades As love congeals Let me hate 05. Sirens In Filth
Bitterness blows in the heart
Like chilly draughts in the hall Of a crystal castle Lost among clouds made of gold Those anxieting visions Images behind frozen windows Make my eyes bleed Ebony blood When the silvergray fluid shall crack reality's walls Mixing with blood and filth as sirens swimming in pitch When the sweet arcades of these desperate our owns Trickle down upon yhe misery of this dead everyday life Like pitch on your wings Like a child lost in a war Like dark paint upon a shiny picture Like dirty sperm on a toy And whwn the new star will shine of its own black And there will be nowhere to shelter Maybe they'll understand who we are What we'll always cry for 06. Swim Seagull In The Sky
[SOLO - Carmelo]
Speechless Unreal Drowning in an abyssal silence Slowly moving through this immensity I fly, swimming in this darkblue sky It's cold, I'm scared and besides rust Even ice covers these doors [SOLO - Antonio] God knows hoe I'd be awake now God knows how my eyes would tear now God knows how I wouldn't lose my way God knows how scared I am How the seagull would pass away: [SOLO - Carmelo] Swim seagull in the sky [SOLO - Fabio] 07. The Music
Incomprehensible like life
Unexplainable like infinity My Lord, my God An abstract entity the music is Inconceivable like life Immeasurable like infinity My God, my Lord It witnessed our beginning so the music is Annihilating, upsetting Mirror of joys and sorrows It lives outside reality's walls And we are it'd door to our dimension It comes through our emotions It runs through our art And come out from our veins From our pains And so we use it right to annihilate And so we use it to upset Coming out from our pains From our veins 08. Nostalgia/ Its Gaze
E' come impazzire in un mare dorato
Anguish at the everlasting waters we feed Staring at the darkest parts of the blue sea's eyes It blinds us by its silence left a widower by a winter Which can never melt the icy salt of its waves And left orphans by warm snows we go insane At your ancient resigned gaze The golden swords of the sun can't even scratch Your intense mixture of silver and blue Which deified our ancestors Which witnessed science's temples Which carefully hides the great lost island of the ancient future Which can kept the melancholic secrets of countless mortals 09. Behind My Window/ My Seas Of South
And now that the cold has returned
Where is my window From which I used to dominate The world My gray, black, azure world A world without no wars A world where I could even Fly Now I know love doesn't belong to these lands It flies free above all this I could see it from behind my window Bringing me that happiness which the eyes Where are my seas of South which wet my eyes now Where is my window now that the cold has returned 10. Old Lighthouse Tale
Life blows cold at my face now
And I see it and I suffer it again A frame after the other A second after the other A guitar scream as I reach my last shore In front of me there's just a sea The immense sea of a last goodbye And behind me emptiness Just the emptiness of a life I've tried it, but I can't see nothing else No more romanticism in these waves No more poetry in the eternal hate Between the sea and the sky Hate, hate breeding the unreachability of an horizon I've felt the fury of the centuries eating these rocks away I've seen the millennia sweeping away millions of mortals Dying still searching for the meaning of this striving in vain Striving just to disappear into the oblivion of an abyss These waves to infiny are calling me now And I'd never through their call could ever be so irresistible I join them, I drown in them, I lust with them, I pass I pass away by them as I'm as one with them now 11. The White Eyed
Na¯ve blind eyes
Childish white eyes The good Child of the evil The mother came to her daughter Giving her a bit of herself A bit of her madness A bit of her blackness How many were we in the beginning And how many left How many of us are still dying in you? And now the sun... again. Oh Sun Give us dust Starvation Give us sweat Tears But kneeling, genuflected We silently pray to you To free her from her black mother Seagulls eat the eyes of the people Seagulls eat the eyes of the dead sailors You have taught us You have eaten my eyes mum 12. Neanderthal Sands
Caught in the whirls of time
Cold winds bring me to timeless shores Shattering, flowing down grain by grain By the sandglasses of the past An innate memory An anxieting deja-vu The unconscious awareness Of the error we are The unconscious awareness Of the exception we are in the universe [SOLO - Carmelo, Antonio] We are alone 13. Christal
Once she told me about a dog
Which abandoned by its owner It died of melancholy Since the it was all a little bit clearer |